My heart sinks. No no no no. This is not happening. This is NOT happening! Okay, calm down, Kas.

 

Meditate. Find him through our connection. You're a Goddess, damn it.

 

“Alright, if | have to be on lockdown, can it be in the meditation room, please?" | ask Lady Camille.

 

“Of course, Luna lokaste. Please be careful in your search. Sister Delilah, please accompany your Luna. Should she need anything, you are to assist in any way you can," Lady Camille says in a comforting manner.

 

“Thank you, Lady Camille,” | sigh with my hands over my heart.

 

Marco gently takes me by the elbow and leads me to the meditation room with James and Delilah right behind us. Marco and James have never really needed to protect me from a threat. It was shocking to see how their demeanor changed from being watchful to being protective.

 

There's no windows or other doors in the meditation room. It is dimly lit with mats and cushions placed on the floor. There is a hint of music playing in the background. One way in, one way out. The perfect location to be protected by my guards. They make sure no one else is in the room, James kisses Delilah deeply, then they step out, and close the door behind us.

 

"Okay, Delilah, I'm going to try to find my mate through our connection. Please pray to Goddess Hecate to keep me safe," I look into her deep blue eyes as we join hands.

 

"Okay. I'm right here if you need me, Luna lokaste," she looks at me with compassion and worry. | can't help but chuckle.

 

“Delilah, if you're coming to live with us, please, call me Kas or Luna Kas if you insist on using my title," | plead with her with as much of a smile as | can muster.

 

She smiles shyly and nods.

 

| sit on the soft mat on the floor, close my eyes, and let my spirit extend out into the universe.

 

Bronx's POV

 

| wake up in a dark, musty room. The air is stale, hot, and humid. My head is pounding. | try to shake out the feeling and look around me. The edges of my vision are a bit blurry but | can still see.

 

| need to orient myself and assess my

 

the center of the dungeon cell, hanging by silver shackles. My shoes are missing and my toes are barely touching the damp ground. My body weight is putting pressure on the silver shackles around my wrists, and let me

 

you there?

 

"What kind of sick fuck is that guy?" Alright, so the rag to the face was full of wolfsbane. |

 

Let me know when you are ready, cause when |

 

| know he

 

Connors. How did he get on my jet? |t had

 

any noises outside, so I'm somewhere remote. Great. There's one small window with bars. No way | could fit through it regardless. Great. The

 

is? If | can get enough leverage from my bodyweight, maybe | can pull the eye hook

skin on my wrists is blistering from the pressure against the silver. The hook is deep in

 

third time but | hear a door creak and footsteps coming down the hall. | also hear a soft dragging, scraping sound. The smell of whiskey, wolfsbane, and rogue wolf hit my nose. Connors comes into view. His clothes are torn and disheveled. He's

 

what the rogue caught himself," he slurs heavily, “| got myself a big bad

 

swear he took a bath

 

is my slave?" he snarls. His eyes are feral

 

and her location is not your concern, motherfucker,” | growl and spit at his face. | have to keep him talking. If he's talking, he's distracted. If he's distracted, |

 

in a position to say no. You will tell me," he snarls again. “And why would | do that?" | growl back at him. Anger is

 

A sick smile comes across his face. He unzips his pants and pees on my legs. Gross. | feel Saint starting to stir. He won't stand

don't,” he laughs as he sways and

 

you kill me, you'll never find her. I'm the only one who

 

drunk

 

your name?" | egg on his wolf

 

back," he takes a

 

abused the shit out of her,” | snarl back. Neither Saint nor | are afraid of

 

she is, then you get a taste of what she experiences when she disobeys me," he roars and spins me so my back faces him. |

 

yell

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